Daddy's Little Sweetheart (Daddy 15)

“What’s the problem, baby?”

“I thought … you know … you said…”

“Said what, sweetheart?”

“You said we’d do more when we got into bed.”

“That didn’t mean it would happen tonight.”

She tipped her head back so she could see his face. “What if I want it to?” she asked.

He smoothed the hair from her face. “How far do you want to go?”

She shrugged. “Um … can we have sex?”

“Yes, but I’m not sure you’re ready for it.” He bit back a grin when her mouth turned down into a pout. Fuck, she was the cutest thing in the world. He watched her as she seemed to think about it for a moment.

“But what if I think I am?”

“I don’t know…” He wanted her to want it so much she got over her fear. “We can start slow, but if at any time you want to stop, just tell me.”

“Okay.”

He rolled them until she lay flat on her back, and he leaned over her. Lowering his head, he kissed all over her face until he got to her lips. There, he deepened the kiss until she was writhing and trying to pull him closer.

He cupped one of her breasts and played with the nipple while he continued to eat at her mouth.

“Please…”

“I know, baby.” He slid down and sucked a tit into his mouth. He played with them until they were both red, stiff, and achy before he moved farther down.

Duncan pushed in between her legs, making room for his shoulders.

“Wait.” She tried to pull him up.

“You’ll like this, sweetheart. Just relax.”

He felt her ease her grip a bit before he pulled apart her cunt lips, lowered his head, and used his tongue to circle her clit, making her cry out.

“Oh, my God,” she screamed.

He grinned at the same time he flicked her clit with his tongue before sliding lower. She screamed again when he pushed it into her tight cunt. Her fingers went to his hair, and he grunted when she started to pull at it. “Put your hands above your head.”

He could tell she didn’t hear him, and he wanted to get her attention. His fingers slapped down on her clit.

Her body arched, and a garbled shriek came from her.

“Sweetheart. Put your hands above your head. Now.”

She slowly lifted her hands until they lay beside her head.

“That’s my good girl.”

His head bent again, and he ate her, sucking and licking everywhere he could reach. He felt her clamp down on him when he pushed a finger into her tight cunt, and he knew she was close.

“Come for me,” he said.

“I … I don’t think…”